Just a Bunch of Photos of Quokkas

Everybody could use a little more quokka in their life, so I’ve put together this post for you.

Quokkas are marsupials about the size of a domestic cat. They’re fairly ordinary little animals, vaguely rat-like in appearance, except for one standout feature: the cutest smile you ever did see.

It’s that smile and the animals’ curious nature that keeps people coming to Rottnest Island in search of a quokka selfie. You’re not supposed to touch them (though I did spot a little boy stroking one, much to his mother’s horror) and you can be fined for doing so.

Quokkas are protected on Western Australia’s Rottnest Island, and they’re considered to be a vulnerable species. Heaps of them congregate around the shopping area near Thompson Bay, especially near the bakery. It’s tempting, but don’t feed the quokkas! They’ve got plenty of leaves to get fat on.

All right, that’s enough rambling. Here’s what you came for:

Look at those tiny hands!!

Hip hop, the hippie, the hippie to the hip hip hop and you don’t stop.

Baby quokka presents his leaf

Baby quokka eats his leaf

Insane human interrupts snack time for a selfie

F%$# off human

Mum’s turn for a photo shoot

Mum please make her leave I am trying to eat

At least this guy doesn’t have a camera

BFFs

No public cars on Rottnest, though quokkas do have to watch for cyclists.

THEY EVEN SMILE IN THEIR SLEEP.

Going to see the quokkas?

Ferries run from Perth to Rottnest Island, and the trip takes about half an hour.

Turn right once you get on the island for an immediate glimpse of the quokkas; they hang out on the main street looking for food.

DON’T feed them!!

Hands off the quokkas. Let them come to you, snap a few pics, and be on your merry way.

Rottnest Island is more than just quokkas! It’s gorgeous and definitely worth a full day trip or longer.

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Hi. I’m Lauren.

After working 30+ jobs in 6 different countries, I realized that the perfect career was not out there waiting for me, and that I didn't ever have to get travel out of my system. I built a professional life through a series of lateral movements, not a climb up the career ladder. I'm now a writer, currently road-tripping Australia with my husband and a camper trailer, extolling the virtues of working holiday visas to anyone who will listen.